While the fire burns the ashes of his pain
He smiles normally and does it once again
It's so strange how many special people change
But they don't hold the key to enter his world
Nobody can tell him where he is
He needs to know his destination, carrying this weight
Lots of rare questions can make the old flame grow
And this city doesn't realize he's heading to the left
He gets angry but then hides behind his mask
He certainly doesn't know what he's doing with his life
You can't ask him if you're right
Because he doesn't know what could be right in his strange life
Can someone save me from my shadows?
He's a slave to his own words
His shadows lost under the sun
Behind the mask, there's a human being, alive